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Cheater (Curious Liaisons #1)(4)
Author: Rachel Van Dyken

And then Snapchat.

He was nice.

So nice he now made impromptu visits in my nightmares.

The very idea of having to go back home after I had been hired right out of college with a killer salary and an amazing job title—it burned.

The fact that I was starting back at the bottom?

Made me want to strangle something.

This internship was everything. Going home was not an option. And “failure”? Well, that wasn’t a word I was familiar with.

“Alright.” Sharon, Shannon, Sharie, whatever . . . clasped her hands together. “He just texted that he’s on his way in. Apparently, he had some sort of meeting that I didn’t have on my normal calendar.”

I shrugged; the guy had more than one calendar? Well, he was a VP, so I guess it made sense.

“Oh, and . . .” She slammed a hand against her forehead. “Don’t become one of the girls. If he asks, say no. You listened to those drug talks in school, right? Or the really important ones about not joining gangs and falling to peer pressure?”

“I was homeschooled.”

Her mouth dropped open, and a chewed wad of pink gum plopped onto the table before she could stop it.

I pointed with my pencil. “I think that’s yours, and I was kidding.”

“Oh thank God!” She fanned herself as if my being homeschooled was the equivalent of being in a cult. “Is it hot? I feel hot.” She looked from left to right as though she was a few seconds from launching herself toward the closest window.

Well, she was growing a human. Hell, what did I know? I’d probably be roasting. “You can go.” I stood and ushered her out. “I’m sure I’ll be fine.”

“Just”—she wagged a finger at me—“if he talks about you becoming one of his girls, say no. Curiosity kills the cat and all that. Besides, he’s your boss, so no sleeping your way up. Not only would that kill your chances with the intern program, but he reviews you in the end. You want to be reviewed on your actual performance.” She blushed. “In the office.”

I wasn’t sure if I should be offended or scandalized. By the time she left, the office was just starting to buzz with excitement.

The job was nine to five Monday through Friday and sounded pretty easy. From what I could tell, the company basically ran itself. The department I worked for was in charge of reaching out to local schools and helping assign tutors to kids who needed them. The company was a private learning and tutoring center that had franchises all over the country.

Grant Learning helped high school students with college prep and testing, but its niche, it seemed, was helping elementary students with phonics and reading.

I might have had too much wine the night I looked up the company because some of the testimonials made me cry. It was astonishing how many kids couldn’t read and how many of them were just passed through the system because schools were overcrowded.

I sat down at my desk and made sure that I had all the passwords I’d need where I could grab them.

A few curious people walked by.

One dropped some papers on my desk and marched off.

Maybe that was my cue?

I grabbed the stack and shrugged. The papers had my boss’s first name on them, and I did remember that . . . Sharon—Or Sharie? Ugh, I really needed to get her name—had mentioned that it was okay to drop off stuff for Lucas in his office.

And since he wasn’t there yet, it couldn’t hurt to get an early start.

I walked the few feet into his corner office. Geez, I figured VP of marketing and outreach must pay well. His office was more like a studio apartment; he had a conference table in the corner, a plush black-leather couch, and a small bar near the floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking downtown Seattle.

I was just ready to drop the papers on his desk when a smooth, velvety voice asked, “May I help you?”

My gaze lowered to his desk, I don’t know why. Maybe because I felt guilty for standing there gaping at the awesomeness that was his office, but a picture on his desk caught my eye.

The angle was off—I couldn’t quite catch the face, but it looked familiar.

“Miss?” he said.

With a sigh, I quickly turned around and said the first thing that came to mind when one lays eyes on Lucas Thorn, the one who shall not be named. “Oh, hell no.”

Chapter Three

LUCAS

She looked nothing like her two sisters, but I’d have recognized her strawberry-blonde hair anywhere.

After all, I’d had to cut gum out of it more times than I wanted to count.

I’d put Band-Aids on her scraped knees.

I’d hugged her when her date for homecoming dumped her because she wouldn’t put out.

But it was her expression on the eve of my ill-fated marriage to her oldest sister, Kayla, that I remembered most. The one that said I was no longer her hero and, in the span of minutes, I’d turned into the villain people always suspected I was. Because no one ever believed that the star quarterback, who had simultaneously lost his virginity with the girl he was going to marry, was going to stay true to his first love his whole life. But I was dedicated, loyal to Kayla. I loved her, she was my friend, and we’d been inseparable throughout high school. And when I finally fell—it was epic and expected because how was it possible that I was actually such a good guy? I’d always been considered a “golden boy.” People told me I was attractive, charming, a natural leader. Really, I had nowhere to go but down. But what sucked about falling from the pedestal I was put on was that nobody, and I do mean nobody, was there to catch me. They were all too busy saying “I told you he was too good to be true.”

   
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